Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

The next day, at Shunqing Marquis’ Mansion, Wutong Garden.

Jiang Qingwu had been busy making feather arrows for most of the day, making the house a mess.

"You're not good at embroidery, but you're good at this."

Wanyue shook her head repeatedly as she brought the tea and snacks into the house.

"Girl, you've been working on this for most of the day, and it's still not enough."

"When I offered the betrothal gift, I counted it carefully for you."

"Your Highness gave you only one hundred Phoenix Feathers, and you made them all..."

Wanyue counted the finished feather arrows one by one as she spoke.

"Fifty-three? Don't you want to keep some?"

"Huh..." Jiang Qingwu lowered his head to blow away the debris on the feather arrows, and agreed without raising his head, "Leave some, of course I have to leave some."

"This Phoenix Feather is so rare, I wonder how much effort Yan Xiuchen put into getting it."

"Give me the box and share it with me."

"Ten for my eldest brother, ten for my second brother, I'll keep ten for myself, give thirty to Yan Xiuchen, and keep the rest of the Tianfeng Feathers."

Wanyue looked at Jiang Qingwu's serious expression, shook her head disdainfully, sorted the feather arrows and put them into the box.

"If the two gentlemen knew you were so biased, they would definitely scold the young lady for being heartless."

Hearing the voice, Jiang Qingwu raised his eyes and glanced at Wanyue. Just as he was about to say something, Aqin hurried in.

"Girl, there's a letter outside the door, and they want to give it to you personally."

Jiang Qingwu smiled in confusion and motioned to Aqin, "Give it to me."

The moment Jiang Qingwu opened the letter, he recognized Yan Lin's handwriting.

His expression couldn't help but darken.

【Qingwu personally wrote this letter. 】

[I heard about your engagement party with Uncle Wang, and I couldn't sleep all night. I was extremely heartbroken.]

[I know that Uncle Wang forced you to marry him, and he will not easily abandon the marriage and let you go. I am willing to exchange the antidote for the heart-eating poison with him.]

[Tonight at 2:00 pm, I will be waiting for you on the second floor of Nandu Building. ]

[I will bring the antidote, you trade it with Uncle Wang.]

[I hope he will let you break off the engagement. My heart is as bright as the moon. I will wait for you to be single and marry you into my mansion.]

Jiang Qingwu looked at the contents of the letter, his brows furrowed, and a cold chill flashed in his sharp eyes.

"Miss... Jiuhan said early in the morning that he wanted you and His Highness to come to the palace tonight for a dinner to express his gratitude."

"I know." Jiang Qingwu said coldly and crumpled the letter into a ball.

If she didn't go, she would miss the only chance to get the antidote.

But if she went, not only would she break her promise to Yan Xiuchen to enter the palace, but she might also be discovered to be meeting Yan Lin in secret.

Of course, what’s more important is that Shen Wanrong has been dead for so long, and Yan Lin has remained silent, but now he suddenly makes an appointment to meet her.

He even used the antidote she wanted most to lure her there.

There's no guarantee that he wasn't plotting against her.

Jiang Qingwu felt uneasy, but when he thought of the three-month deadline, he hesitated.

It will soon be a month now. In another two months, Yan Xiuchen’s antidote will be gone.

If Yan Lin really brought the antidote with him, then as long as we get the antidote, there is no need to be lenient towards him.

Jiang Qingwu thought about it, raised his eyes and gestured to Wanyue, "Wanyue, go and give His Highness a message."

"Just say I'm busy making something and ask him to go to the palace first. I'll come over soon."

"girl……"

"Go when I tell you to. Also, go get Luo Ming."

Wan Yue hesitated for a moment, then bowed slightly, "Yes, I will go and call Luo Ming."

……

At night, at two quarters past ten, Jiang Qingwu was wearing a dark blue dress and a black cloak.

She held her knife in her hand, which was just big enough to be hidden by her cloak.

Nandulou is a theater located on the remote Dongqing Street. It was cold and there were few people here, and even on the street there were few people.

Wanyue acted like a thief all the way, looking around carefully.

"What are you doing? You're not a thief!"

"Girl, stealing someone is still stealing. If someone sees this and His Highness knows about it..."

Jiang Qingwu was startled suddenly, stopped in his tracks with a frown, and looked at Wanyue with a sneer.

"Stealing someone? How could you belittle your own girl like that?"

"No, no, what I mean is that stealing people is much more exciting than stealing money."

"I am afraid..."

Jiang Qingwu rolled his eyes in anger, turned around and continued walking forward.

"What are you afraid of? I have already arranged everything!"

"By the way, has the letter I asked Yan Xiuchen to deliver been delivered?"

Wan Yue heard the voice and hurriedly moved closer, "It has been delivered. It should have reached the palace gate by now."

"Don't worry, young lady. The letter will be delivered."

Outside the Nandu Building, the two servants beside Yan Lin seemed to be waiting for Jiang Qingwu.

Seeing her coming, he immediately welcomed her in, but stopped Wanyue at the stairs.

"Miss Wanyue, my master and Miss Jiang have something to discuss, please wait downstairs."

Jiang Qingwu frowned slightly, and became more alert in his heart, but his face remained calm.

"It's okay, just drink some tea downstairs."

"Yes, I understand." Wan Yue bowed slightly, looked up at Jiang Qingwu, and nodded secretly.

There was only one private room upstairs that was brightly lit with candles. Jiang Qingwu hesitated for a moment and walked straight over.

But when I entered the room, I found that there was no one in it.

There were snacks and warm wine on the table, the room was lit with strong sandalwood, and there was a couch near the window.

On the low table beside the couch, there was an exquisite brocade box, which was very eye-catching.

"Yan Lin?" Jiang Qingwu looked around secretly and called out in a low voice.

Seeing no one answered, Jiang Qingwu walked towards the box.

After hesitating for a moment and about to open the box, I suddenly heard footsteps behind me.

When she turned around, Yan Lin had already closed the door.

"Qingwu, you are here."

"Yes, I received your letter and could not help coming."

Yan Lin's eyes sparkled slightly, and he signaled to Jiang Qingwu, "In that box is the antidote for the Heart-Eating Gu."

Seeing this, Jiang Qingwu turned around hesitantly and opened the box.

There was a strange smell in the box, but there were indeed three pills, exactly the same as the pills she had stolen.

"Is this antidote the kind that you only need to take one pill a month? I thought..."

When Jiang Qingwu was thinking about how to take the antidote, Yan Lin behind her suddenly hugged her.

"Qingwu, I know you have me in your heart, and I know you were forced to stay with him..."

Jiang Qingwu was shocked and immediately struggled.

She didn't want to resort to violence, but soon she realized Yan Lin's intention.

"It was Shen Wanrong who didn't allow me to get close to you before..."

"I have been keeping my distance from you in order to win over Shen Wanrong."

"Now, she is gone."

"You...you just obey me."

Jiang Qingwu was annoyed, and suddenly broke away from Yan Lin, drawing his sword and pointing at him, "Are you crazy?"

"You...you pointed a knife at me? Did you come to see me for the antidote or for me..."

Yan Lin thought of Gu Yanbai's words and questioned with a gloomy face.

There are only three antidotes!

Jiang Qingwu caught a glimpse of the antidote in the box, but was still unwilling to break up with Yan Lin completely.

"It's for us, of course."

"Okay, since you have me in your heart, just obey me... I will definitely marry you."

As Yan Lin spoke, he moved closer to Jiang Qingwu step by step.

Seeing this, Jiang Qingwu put the knife directly to his chest.

"Before we got married, you were dreaming. Did you think...I was Shen Wanrong?"

As he was speaking, Jiang Qingwu took advantage of his unpreparedness and took the brocade box on the table with one step.

But just as he got it in his hand and was about to leave quickly, his body suddenly went limp.

In an instant, she felt dizzy, her limbs weak, and it felt like countless ants were biting her body, making her feel itchy and hot.

"You...what did you do?"

Jiang Qingwu staggered and almost fell, and the box in his hand fell out of his hand.

"This box does not contain a real antidote, but a Seven Emotions Pill, which emits a strange fragrance. When you smell it, you will be overwhelmed with emotion."

As Yan Lin spoke, he took off his cloak and moved closer to Jiang Qingwu.

"Whether you have me in your heart or not, tonight... I'm determined to have you!"